Seven Hearts

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She hang hearts. Seven of them.
Red pumps from flesh addicts,

seven of them.
Seven black suits that took her
dancing, then

to a buttoned up apartment
to unbutton
her dress.

Her white legs shook as she thread
dead chambers,
ashamed
of suits
that dance and bring
red-heads night caps.

She sits. Silent tears escape while
seven men
seep
life, dry.

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